Outside the city, Zhang Li and the Onida clan were in a makeshift tent, discussing and drinking wine looted from the people nearby.

During the day, the siege was frustrated, and Onida looked displeased.

"Zhang Jun, didn't you tell me that Suzhou Wei has such an elite team of horseback warriors!" Otada, who was dressed in Japanese-style armor, spoke in a bad tone, tilted his neck, and swallowed the wine handed by Zhang Li, "Although the loss is not much, the samurai under my command have already lost their sharpness!" ”

"There are such horseback warriors in the city, and there are quite a few Suzhou guards. To take this place, my samurai will have to break all the jade! ”

"Zhang Jun, you said before that you will not forcibly capture Suzhou. The army of the Ming army will come to the rescue at some point, I think, it is better for us to loot and loot, and then hurry to leave before the Ming army forms an encirclement network! ”

"Rest easy." Zhang Li poured him a bowl of wine:

"Ida-kun, I have a saying in Handi: Those who achieve great things are not informal. Although we have suffered setbacks today, the real losses are actually not many people. ”

"That's not the horse warrior of Suzhou Wei, it should be, it's the elite guard brought by Zhu Su Xiao'er!" At the mention of Zhu Su, a trace of hatred flashed in Zhang Li's eyes. "The Suzhou guards were in disuse, and the elite soldiers were all emptied. At this time, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to fall into the city. ”

"Moreover, I did this just to make the other party think that we were going to forcibly attack the city......"

"Oh?" Osida's eyes lit up. "Could it be that this is also the so-called Chinese art of war?"

"Exactly, this is what it says: the sound of the east strikes the west!" Zhang Li was very proud. "I heard that Zhu Su'er eats and lives on the opposite city tower, and it seems that he is very wary of us."

"He didn't think that our siege here was just a trick to attract his attention, and moreover, it was a trick that didn't cost us our own men......"

"Yo Xi~~" Uida suddenly realized. "That's why Zhang Jun, you sent people to find the Ming people hiding in the mountains and let them attack the city!"

"In this way, not only does it attract the attention of the defenders, but it is also the death of the Ming people......"

"Zhang Jun's Chinese Art of War, Si Guoyi! Big Si Guoyi! ”

Ota gave a thumbs up.

"Otada-kun praised it." Zhang Li looked smug and drank a bowl of wine heroically. "That kid is still young after all, how can he be my opponent! You and I don't have to pay any losses, but we can make Zhu Su'er feel like a great enemy......"

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from outside the tent. Otada's ears moved slightly: "It's the direction of Suzhou City, what kind of sound is this?" ”

"It's like ...... Reciting poetry? Zhang Li was also attracted to attention, listened attentively for a while, but didn't hear a reason, and simply opened the tent and walked out.

At the first glance, I saw the Kong Ming lantern flying in the sky above Suzhou City, and I couldn't help but be a little strange: "There is still a thought of putting lights in the city?" It's not the Shangyuan Festival today, right? ”

"Second son." saw Ma Fengsun walking over with a solemn face.

"Uncle Ma, you're just in time." Zhang Li squeezed out a smiling face: "Those children in the city, I don't know what hysteria is." In the big evening, it is singing and reciting poetry. Uncle Ma, you bring some people to the front and listen, what are they reading......"

"No need, I'm just coming back from the front, and I've heard it all." Ma Fengsun glanced at him with a somewhat strange look: "What they are thinking about is a new poem." ”

"New poems?" Iida was very interested. "The Tang poems of China are the most elegant."

The Japanese people are an extremely contradictory race, most of them envy the Chinese culture and elegance, admire and even worship the Han culture, and the warrior nobles are even more clumsy imitation of the Han people's style, thinking that Sinology is a noble culture, and clumsily imitate various Han cultures such as tea ceremony, poetry, and the Four Books and Five Classics.

On the other hand, I can't learn home. On the one hand, he chanted limericks elegantly, but on the other hand, he killed people with knives and went to sea to plunder......

This Idada clan has always considered himself a daimyo and not a widow. For such "elegant things" as poetry, it is naturally highly admired and yearned. "It's rare that these Ming soldiers are coming to the city, but they are still so elegant, worthy of the former Tang Dynasty! Hurry up, what is the new poem, let me also appreciate it! ”

"It's a seven-word poem." Ma Fengsun recited the lime chant he heard: "Thousands of hammers are carved out of the deep mountains, and the fire burns as if it is idle." Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. ”

"Well, elegance, elegance!" Before this gift could react, Ota had already jumped up first. "It is worthy of being a Chinese character, this poem is really, really ......"

"Huh?"

After holding it for a long time, he was stunned that he didn't hold back the words of praise other than the word "elegance", and tasted it again in a hurry, and then he realized the meaning contained in this simple but far-reaching poem.

“…… Are they reciting the poem? Zhang Li's face was a little ugly. What is the meaning of "I am not afraid of broken bones, and I want to leave my innocence in the world?" ”

"Horse ...... Uncle Ma, this ......" Zhang Li looked at the raised Kong Ming lanterns, only to feel that the sound of chanting sent by the night wind became more and more deafening. His face turned a little pale unconsciously: "The voice can be transmitted so far, could it be that the troops in the city are more than the Suzhou ......."

"No, the nearest Taicang guards are still in Taicang and are not stationed in Suzhou." Ma Fengsun shook his head. "These voices...... I'm afraid that not only the soldiers, but also the people are chanting in the city. ”

"Those Kong Ming lanterns should be in the city to pay tribute to the people who died today...... Second son, I have already advised you......"

"Hey!"

Ma Fengsun sighed, his face gloomy. "The people of the city still have their hearts set on the King of Sincerity, which is the foundation of our existence. But now ......"

Glancing at Zhang Li's eyes, he looked more and more blameful.

"This ......" Zhang Li was already stunned. The city recited this poem in unison to pay tribute to the people who died. Doesn't that mean that the hearts of the people in the city are now ......

Originally, he thought that driving the people to attack the city would not only save their own troops, but also attract the attention of the defenders. It's a good idea to do harmless.

But if you lose the hearts of the people because of this, wouldn't it ......

Pay for one's whistle!

The big gains outweigh the losses!

"Ugh." Ma Fengsun glanced at Zhang Li again. I thought that these two sons acted decisively and might be a rare good seedling.

But I don't want to, it turns out to be a self-respecting and short-sighted person.

For a little petty profit, how stupid is it to catch the hearts of the people of Suzhou? None of the two brothers of the Zhang family can take on a big responsibility. The family business left by King Cheng is in their hands, but I am afraid that before they make any splashes, the dignified Zhang family will soon disappear from everyone.

If it weren't for the opportunity to fall from the sky, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to set off the momentum they have now......

"Uncle Ma, it's okay." Realizing the anger in Ma Fengsun's eyes, Zhang Li squeezed out a forced smile.

"At least, my plan worked. Zhu Su'er set up sacrifices for those people, that is, he did believe that we were determined to attack the city. ”

"In that case, we still have a chance. As long as you succeed in taking the city......"

(End of chapter)